I suppose I could choose my camera but I'm not going to. Because no matter how much I love it, it can be replaced. What can't be replaced is a sweater that used to belong to my dad that he offered me a few years before he died. I'm so happy I accepted it. And even happier that I've kept it over the years.
It has a zipper in front and it's thick and warm and perfect for those brutally cold winter days when you need something to cozy up with while you sip a warm cup of tea. Not only does it remind me of the greatest father anyone could have ever had, but every time I put it on and wrap it around me, I feel like I'm being hugged by him.